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What was given
was taken away
What was asked
was rolled over
What was desired
was denied sometimes
and bestowed other times
until I chose to
take life in my hands
and deal as I wished
doing all sort of things
to all sort of people
and delighting in every
interaction
touching every living chord
playing every note of music.
Now I wear what I choose
lost in the sheer delight
of a reverie
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